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I, brrrrrrrrrrrrrring! Philosophy when I s-rrrrrrrrrrrrrrr-ing! I step like wildabeasts, killll-llll-lllling! MC's harming me I sling-lllll-ling! Rhymes don't copy me you gots to be crazzzyaaayyyyy Yet you believe that you can slay me play me maybe Flip the style I be killll-illl-ing, the track Obey me, easssssse back, you're silly wack and idle Give me back the title my arrival questions the survival Of any rival rapper you're simply a promotional data Me, Kris the Master, beat, this the Master Seek, Kris the Master, eat, with the Master Treat, this the Master, but don't compete with the Master Or you'll seek disaster Faster than the BlastMaster's folk can say "Oh!" That means YOU yo, you wrestlin with the style in your mind But I'm like sumo, doin judo, you know I go then you go, lyrics we run through run through You think you got the 4-1-1 But I got the 5-5-5-1-2-1-2 You're done through rhyme sessions with the teacher You know you shouldn'ta come to "Once again back is the incredible, rhyme animal" --] Chuck D KRS, K-K-KRS (or variations) (repeat 4X) Canibus/Can-I-bust, like weed? And give you what you need There's the kickoff and KRS-One has the lead! Indeed I'm all around your neck like beads, raw hell I knock like doorbells, I'm hot while you chili/chilly like Hormel I'ma sure sell, no doubt How you think you gonna battle and take me out With my phrases in your mouth? Stop I rock your socks your blocks and set fire To your Reeboks, can't you see dat de God of rap I be dat From the highest tree top you'll hang I ride the fly cars like Chitty Chitty Bang Bang You can't hang, with my mic con-cep-tion Cause we're not in the same gang, my juice is instant like Tang You rhyme beginner, wack rap sinner You attack next snap back CRACK and I'm the winner But that's simple for me to do as I'm speakin defeatin you Fairly beatin not cheatin you, heat-seekin and leakin through All styles be creepin through, in amazement they keepin you You be thinking, "What were you doin? The teacher competes with you?" You can run like the people do or you stay and you see it through I be lyrically eatin you anywhere I be seein you On the hip like I'm beepin you in your mental you're peek-a-boo No limit what we can do metaphorically teachin you Tell me what can you show me, simply you do not know me No I am not your homie, yo my lyrics are Epic But I'm not down with Sony, in the middle like Monie Scarfacin like Tony, your whole style is baloney You think you off the hook... but you're simply a pho-ney "Once again back is the incredible, rhyme animal" --] Chuck D K-K-K, KRS (or variations) (repeat to fade)